Chapter 168: Chapter 168: No Need to Remove the Hot Search Anymore
Brandon Piers found out for the first time that he had a love story. Rarer than hearing others say he was impotent.
Kelvin Max reluctantly mm-hmm-ed.
“Let me see.” Brandon took the phone and saw the high-ranking search term “Ruby Green and Master Brandon’s true love” with a heart next to it.
Brandon glanced at Kelvin. Kelvin’s polite face twisted into a professional smile. He knew he shouldn’t have laughed at Pullan for pruning flowers earlier and should have helped.
Clicking on the content, Brandon saw Ruby Green’s reply to a netizen: “My love does not need tactics” was screenshotted and pinned at the top, with the popularity still soaring.
Big-family love stories always captured the imagination, especially with top-tier families like the Piers.
Coupled with the previous stir caused by the internet celebrity Lily broadcasting the beating of a plump home-wrecker, and Ruby Green being Abigail Green’s stepsister, these events made netizens feel like they had uncovered a juicy secret from a wealthy family. Their gossiping hearts surged.
“Wasn’t the previous news already handled?” Brandon frowned. He knew Ruby was not an easy person. He didn’t expect that after targeting Abigail, she would target him too, reckless.
“You also know that Miss Abigail’s situation piqued the netizens’ curiosity. The more we suppressed it, the more the discussion intensified. We didn’t expect Miss Green to drag you into this.” Kelvin explained awkwardly.
Brandon looked at the netizens praising his and Ruby Green’s true love, feeling his stomach churn, “Get it taken down within five minutes. Also, keep a close eye on that woman, no more funny business.”
“Yes.” Kelvin answered and hurriedly reached for the phone. But Brandon saw a comment below and his actions froze. He scrolled down and saw the ghostwriters paid by Clark Stone frantically slandering Abigail.
Due to Mona Wilde’s live broadcast, Abigail had been labeled as the fattest, most vicious home-wrecker. But the curses aside, there were still netizens accusing Clark too, calling him unquestionably a scumbag.
However, under the guidance of the ghostwriters, the public opinion overwhelmingly blamed Abigail from attacking her physique to her character. The vicious language darkened Brandon’s face further.
A layer of thin ice appeared in his amber eyes, making Kelvin shiver as he reached for the phone.
What was even more infuriating was Ruby feeding off the situation. Some marketing accounts made comparison pictures of Ruby and Abigail in wedding dresses, praising Ruby’s beauty while dragging Abigail down.
The more Brandon read, the more suffocated he felt.
Knowing Abigail during this time, Brandon couldn’t claim she was perfect. But she was resilient, candid in her dealings, a little cunning yet kind-hearted. Plump but evenly proportioned. Her skin was flawless, her peach blossom eyes were beautiful and sincere. Her thick black hair was always well-groomed. She led a disciplined life. How could she be the vicious, ugly, spoiled, deserving-to-die rich lady described by netizens?
Speaking of rich lady, Brandon couldn’t help but sneer. Although Abigail was the legitimate daughter of the Green family, did she ever enjoy the treatment of a rich lady?
Some netizens called her a waste, which was absolute nonsense!
If she were a waste, who in the world would not be a waste?
Pressing his palm to his chest, this was where Abigail had personally performed surgery on him. She put all her strength into closing and perfectly stitching the wound. Her medical skills were extraordinary, even better than Jeffrey Foster of Sincere.
These people dared to call her a waste just because she was plump? So, they placed all their malice on her?
Brandon was very angry, an indescribable anger, mixed with an inexplicable heartache.
Kelvin looked in confusion at Brandon, frozen with his hand in mid-air and his entire body exuding coldness. After a while, he cautiously reminded him, “Master Brandon?”
“No need to take down the trending search.”
The voice was cold and hard, devoid of any warmth.